I felt the muscles of my anal passage loosening, inhibitions evaporating, and waves of sensuality rolled over me. I would pay him for sex. Gay sex It easily could have been a base for pleasure chart boats, like the one in one of my visions. I had found out on my own more than that the heart I now had come from a younger man. He’s in surgery. I dug the nails of my left hand into his bicep and grasped my cock with my right hand and stroked myself off in the rhythm of his powerful thrusts. A beefy brown hand snaked around my hips, grasped my cock, and stroked me as he ate me out and I writhed under him. The handsome, dark-skinned young doctor, having pulled his chair up close to the side of the couch, placed his hand high up on my thigh. My legs went to rubber, but before I could collapse under him, he ran a beefy arm under my waist, lifting my feet off the carpet to dangle as he thrust, thrust, thrust and I writhed and cried out at how he was stretching me to the limit and killing me.
